Chapter 399
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Chapter 399: Self-Defense and Reserves
"If she has what you’re looking for, isn’t that enough?" The first clone understood Xu Fan’s intention behind setting up the entrance examination.
"Alright, for your sake, I’ll let her become a third-generation disciple," Xu Fan agreed.
The first clone had indeed helped Xu Fan solve many problems, which is why Xu Fan decided to agree to this request.
Meanwhile, in the cafeteria of the sect’s main peak, a little girl was persistently trying to convince the head chef of the sect to take her as his disciple.
Ertie watched helplessly, reminded of a similar situation back in Volcano Fairy Town when his little sister had clung to a chef, begging to learn from him.
"Little girl, why are you so set on learning cooking instead of focusing on cultivation? It’s not really suitable for someone like you," sighed Golden Core, the head chef of the Hidden Spirit Sect.
"Master, please accept my bow," the little girl said with determination, preparing to bow to the head chef.
At that moment, Ertie grabbed his little sister and started walking away.
"Master just told me you’ve passed the entrance exam. From now on, you’re a third-generation disciple of the Hidden Spirit Sect. I’ll take you to the Hidden Spirit Academy now."
"You’ll get to enjoy delicious food here every day from now on."
Ertie’s words struck a chord with Eryuan, and she stopped resisting, casting a longing look back at the head chef of the Hidden Spirit Sect, her eyes clearly stating her intention to return.
At the Hidden Spirit Academy, students from two classes were engaged in a class competition, all wearing helmets.
In a vast contest arena within the game, eighty students from both classes were battling it out.
One side was led by Li Lei Hu, who possessed the Sacred Body of Thunder, while the other was led by Lin Mo Wan, who had the Wood Source Sacred Body.
At that moment, a man and a woman faced off on the battlefield.
"How about you don’t use your vines to trip us this time?" Li Lei Hu shouted at his distant "enemies in life and death." As the strongest leader of Class One, he felt that losing to Class Two would be the only stain on his leadership record.
"Stop talking nonsense. You’ll just lose again, like always," a young girl in a green long dress said with a smile.
Her smug expression made Li Lei Hu feel deeply insulted.
He remembered the pride he felt when he told his father about leading his class to second place, and he was determined to lead them to victory this time.
"Little Wood, your vines won’t trap me this time," Li Lei Hu declared as a battle knife appeared in his hand, and he led the front line of his class in a charge toward Class Two.
"Front row, follow me! Use scorching fire to clear the ground; water and wind attribute brothers, create a fog!" Li Lei Hu commanded as he charged.
"You’ve improved, but so have I," Lin Mo Wan said proudly, then cast a spell that caused a forest to sprout from the ground ahead, turning the mist into a fog formation.
Within the misty forest, numerous vines, like pythons, twisted and turned, occasionally dragging away a disciple from Class One, who was then eliminated by Class Two.
Suddenly, a loud thunderclap echoed through the misty forest as a blade of light infused with lightning slashed through, eliminating four students from Class Two.
Recognizing its power, Lin Mo Wan gritted her teeth and began to rearrange the trees in the misty forest with sealing gestures.
Meanwhile, outside the battlefield, Ertie and Eryuan were observing and deciding which class to join, a small privilege arranged for Eryuan by the first clone.
"Brother, which class do you think I should join? Both seem really strong," Eryuan said, watching the distant battle. Although they were generally being suppressed, the fight was still intense and exciting.
"I think you should join the first one. That class focuses more on melee combat, and since you’re not very good at spells, it might suit you better," Ertie suggested, stroking his chin.
"But I want to learn spells," Eryuan pouted, believing that casting spells from a distance was the true mark of a cultivator.
"You studied for half a year at the academy in Volcano Fairy Town and couldn’t even learn to form seals; spells aren’t your thing."
"Just go to the first class; hurry up," Ertie said as he led Eryuan offline to start her enrollment process at the Hidden Spirit Academy.
Ertie watched the puppet lead Eryuan into the classroom before leaving and summoned a spiritual boat to fly toward the residence of the first clone.
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In the holy city of the Moon Fox Clan, the Four Beast Kings had gathered.
"Our sect’s master craftsman must return," the Moon Fox Beast King declared, seated at the head of the grand hall.
"Agreed," the Wood Rat Beast King nodded, having nearly exhausted his clan’s resources to secure a master craftsman for his tribe.
"Now we have two options: first, gather the humans with spirit roots we’ve captured from the four clans and use them to exchange for the four master craftsmen."
"Second, ask our allied Great Beasts to return to the Steel Wall and pressure the human race elders to hand over the master craftsmen," the Moon Fox Beast King continued.
"What about the attacks from above?" Frost Wolf Beast King asked, aware of the large Taoist artifacts attacking them, yet no beast king dared to investigate for fear of being killed by such powerful attacks.
"Let’s pursue both strategies. First, use the humans with spirit roots for exchange, while also sending envoys to surrounding major clans to request their beast kings to take action," the Wood Rat Beast King suggested.
"I agree," said Earth Bear Beast King, having suffered the least damage among all the beast kings present. The other three beast kings rolled their eyes at him, feeling he was just making light of the situation.
"Let’s proceed with that, but I remind you that your clan likely has traitors controlled by the human race. Be cautious," the Moon Fox Beast King warned, a sinister glint in his eye, recalling the recent loss of over a hundred master craftsmen. He had finally discovered who was responsible.
"Understood."
Meanwhile, in the demon race, in a barren area billions of miles away from the territory of the Moon Fox Clan, a massive underground base had been constructed.
Countless Precious Artifact Satellites hid in the sky, armed with fire spirit artillery.
A pure white Earth Crystal Spider watched idly as groups of puppets gathered fire spirit ore.
"I say Grape One, when will your master arrive? I haven’t finished learning my divine abilities," the Earth Crystal Spider said, revealing sharp fangs.
"Due to unknown reasons, the teleportation formation is sealed. Once it is restored, my master will return. Please be patient," a Refining Void Puppet replied.
The Refining Void Puppet had been modified and was now equipped with artillery made from fire spirit ore.
"What if your master doesn’t return? Then all the spirit ore you’ve collected will be useless," the Earth Crystal Spider pointed out.
"The probability of that happening is zero. One day, I will receive my master’s signal. Until then, my task is to collect all resources for self-defense and reserves."
